þriðjudagur, mars 14, 2006

aldrei ein

There was a joke in Soviet times running along the lines that they had started producing beds that slept three .... "Lenin is always with us." It is pleasant that such jokes are outdated.

On the other hand, maybe they should start making showers for three. I say this because the translucent plastic curtain hanging around my generously-proportioned claw tub inevitably billows inward into what had seemed, before the water was turned on, to be a roomy shower. It sticks itself to my skin like the raincoat of an enormous jellyfish. It is not a cosy feeling. I am left thinking that I never shower alone, for Bernoulli is always with us.

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